Tuesday ends my second year as a second-grade teacher. If I think that I have been in that classroom simply to teach those 10 8- and 9-year-olds reading, writing and arithmetic, then I am sorely mistaken. I’ve been in there to learn things myself. Here are a few of those things:
Our innate desire for justice is very strong.
Other people cannot know what we need if we don’t tell them.
Forgiveness sought and given restores relationships.
Our desire to flee increases exponentially with the difficulty of the task before us.
Even though we might fight it, we thrive when there is order. Chaos makes us crazy.
I may hear you, but sometimes I’m not really listening.
I won’t really learn if I don’t participate.
Every time we get together is a reason to celebrate.
Thankful today for:
312. A good school year
313. Bug spray
314. Life lessons
315. Seeing old friends
316. 3-day weekends
317. Those who gave their lives in the service of our country
318. My nephew Aaron whose golden birthday was yesterday
319. The sound of a horse’s whinny
320. My co-teacher and TA this past year
Compelled 